Here's a story I was told about myself: I once killed a hamster when I was four! :D

So, uh, I have this childhood friend right? She lives on the second floor of an apartment. And she had a pet hamster. (Well, not for long-)

One day, my mama brought me to hang out with her and stuff. And the poor hamster was, uh, in that hamster ball? Y'know, those movable prison things. So I, being a stupid four year (maybe even more stupid than I am now-), kind of uhhh, picked up the hamster ball, with the hamster in it, and

Gave it

Gave it a little shake

Just a little

And uh... yknow how I mentioned that my friend lived on the second floor? Apparently, one of the windows in the living room was open, with, like, the screen down and shit right?

So I kinda threw the hamster out of the window to its premature death.

🤡

Mkay, story time's over, go home-